When Third Brother Lin came to Binhai, he neither said hello to the Lin family devil nor notified Brother Zhang in advance.
To flatter someone, you have to pay attention to technique and master the heat.
If the photo is too obvious, it will be embarrassing.
As one of the ten princes in the capital in name only, Third Brother Lin, who has been nurtured by the Lin family since childhood, has long regarded himself as the confidant of the Lin family's female devil.
My sister-in-law was robbed of her business, so Brother Lin was obliged to do so.
But before he could block the two high-spirited young men, the Tu Emperor Lu Taisui also rushed over and stood next to Third Brother Lin.
"Lin Sanshao, you are still young and you still have a lot of opportunities. Unlike me, half of your body is already buried in the ground." Lu Taisui said with emotion and began to show his misery. "This time, please give me the opportunity."
Brother Lin frowned and said in a deep voice, "I have to consider whether this is the only opportunity I have in this life."
"I don't want to be like Mr. Lu, who has to apologize and buy cakes at the same time." Brother Lin argued. "Mr. Lu, this is what you will do in your life. It's better to leave the opportunity to young people.
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Brother Lin took a step forward.
However, his sleeve was grabbed by the anxious Lu Taisui.
"Young man, you don't respect martial ethics." Lu Taisui said solemnly. "Since we can't reach an agreement, let's each rely on our own abilities."
The two of them were fighting for it, pushing each other and standing in front of Zuo Sanshao and Zhu Yishan.
The two young men, who were admired by the stars, were a little surprised.
This one is the Emperor of Binhai Tu, and the other is Brother Lin from a super family. With their strength, there is no reason to be shy and come to buy cakes from here, right?
Could it be that my father has been secretly hiding his strength in recent years because he is afraid of being proud?
Just when Zuo Sanshao was about to put on airs and said lightly, "Don't worry, we have them all," Zhu Yishan, who was standing aside, said gently: "You two, my cake is big and sweet..."
In order to grab business, Zhu Yishan directly said what was in his heart.
"Master Zhu, if you want to do this, then we two brothers will have nothing to do." Third Young Master Zuo's eyes darkened, and he grabbed Lu Taisui's wrinkled hands. "Master Taisui, this cake of mine,
It was made by my father..."
"Before I came to Binhai, my father gave me many warnings that I must sell to Tai Sui, and only to Tai Sui. My father also said that you are the most respected senior in his life."
Lu Taisui and Brother Lin's expressions froze and they looked at each other.
What's going on with these two idiots?
If you just sell the cakes, how can you compete with Mr. Han for business?
Are they really just here to sell cakes?
Both of them had their sleeves rolled up, and their murderous intentions had been brewing for a long time.
The young masters of these two families, who obviously had a sworn hatred against Old Demon Han, could not bear to show their faces, but they acted completely out of common sense.
By doing this, are you worthy of my father who was punched and kicked by Old Demon Han in his early years?
"Third brother, let's fight quickly." Zhu Yishan's eyes darkened and he whispered. "I'm still waiting to buy the big cakes produced by Junsheng..."
When Brother Lin heard this, he was filled with resentment.
What do you mean, use my money to buy my sister-in-law’s cake?
Who do you think I am?
When Lu Taisui saw this, he swung his big hand, broke away from Third Young Master Zuo, and said indifferently: "Excuse me."
Then he took the lead and walked towards Han Jiangxue.
When the three of them saw this, they refused to give in to each other. They had real money in their pockets and wanted to make friends with Mr. Han.
Ten years ago, the 70-year-old Lu Taisui had a poor face and always felt that Old Mo Han should come to him to buy cakes.
Ten years later, he didn't want to miss the opportunity again.
He must buy this piece of cake tonight. Even if it goes rancid, he will eat it on the spot.
Jesus can’t stop it!
Zhang Ruoyu, who was not far away, saw this and canceled the order that had been typed on the screen of his mobile phone. He only replied: "Misunderstanding, we are all guests."
Han Jiangxue was very busy tonight.
During the second half of the process of selling cakes, she politely declined several fat sheep.
Junsheng will make cakes again, so we have to maintain the quality and quantity, right?
You can't fool people, right?
Mr. Han also has a bottom line when selling cakes. It is impossible to sell them hard even if the raw materials are gone.
If she does this, Brother Zhang will look down on her.
"Mr. Han, please take your time to make the cake. I'm not in a hurry. Why don't I just pay the deposit first? I can afford to wait." Lu Taisui was very generous.
"Mr. Han, Lu Taisui is already eighty, and the soil is almost up to his neck. Why is he waiting?" Brother Lin said loudly. "Sell me, Mr. Han and I are relatives."
"Mr. Han, it's taboo to do business with relatives." Zuo Sanshao said calmly. "Can you bear to let your relatives suffer? If you make less money, he will scold you."
"Suffering a loss is a blessing, this is the ancestral motto of our Lin family." Brother Lin argued with reason.
"Pull them down." Zhu Yishan sneered. "After the Lin family eats the meat, they will pour even the soup into the sewer. You will suffer a loss, and you must not tear apart the human bones? Mr. Han, don't believe Mr. Lin, he is out of business
The name is stingy. Unlike our Zhu family, people are stupid and have a lot of money."
Han Jiangxue looked at the fat sheep standing in front of her, and she couldn't bear to kill them.
In this world and environment, if I didn't break out of Binhai and go out into the world, I would be a bit sorry for these fat sheep.
"Don't argue." Han Jiangxue waved her hands lightly, with a look of embarrassment on her face. "I'll take the deposit first, and we'll talk about it later when we get back. But let me say it first, I won't guarantee whether we can make money."
"It doesn't matter whether you make money or not, the main thing is to make friends." Brother Lin said seriously.
Everyone also expressed their opinions one after another. The main thing is trust and friendship.
Mr. Han was helped out of the hotel by Brother Zhang.
She was a little full.
When the knife went down, it was full of oil, almost killing Mr. Han.
"It's so hard for me."
Mr. Han sat in the car and rubbed his eyebrows: "Brother Zhang, do you think I am too kind? When I finally talked to Lu Taisui, I looked at his white hair and actually softened my heart."
